Through the Mists

He was always next to the light in the struggle to go through the darkness. In fact, you have always wondered where the poetic language you catch while reading his novels comes from. In a sense, this book is the answer to your curiosity.

This book is the seemingly silent scream of fight poems. Younger generations or those who do not know the poet identity of Irfan Yalçin, one of the master names of our social realist literature, will find his poetic existence if they go back fifty years. At that time, he decided to become an epic legend of loving his country and people and devoted his entire existence to the writing and creation of the epic.

Through the Mists is a naked response to those who call social realist poetry 'slogan poetry' and is Irfan Yalçin's Manifesto in Turkish Literature.

THROUGH THE MIST

Don't look like falling leaves,

Don't look like flowers between books.

Did the waves hitting the shore bring you?

Don't look at me like that, don't make me cry.

We didn't find each other in a fairy tale,

In ice loneliness, in bird cries.

Reach out your hands, don't look through the fog.

Don't look at me like that, don't make me cry.

What are these footsteps, who is running away from whom?

Are there half stops, endings, bulleted birds?

Come a little closer, don't look beyond the years,

Don't look at me like that, don't make me cry.

(From the Promotional Bulletin)

Dough Type: 2nd Dough

Size: 13.5 x 21

First Print Year: 2017

Number of Printings: 1st Edition

Number of Pages: 55

Media Type: Paperback